IM BACK!!!! HERE IS CHAPTER TWO!!! LOVE YALL!!!!!(SORRY THIS TOOK A LONG TIME!!)BTW IF THE LETTERS ARE BIG AND BOLD THAT MEANS PETERS THOUGHTS ARE TALKING'
Wade looked the other way while they were walking up the stairs to get to his apartment awkwardly. Wade walked to his door and stopped, Staring at the door
"Sor-"
"Lets just go inside" Wade interrupted unlocking his apartment door. Peter felt really bad. Wade walked inside and slumped himself onto his brown leather couch.
"Im sorry Wade" Peter said sounding sincere "I wasn't trying to be rude, I was just trying to make a joke"
"Peter, Peter, Its fine." Wade said in reassuring voice "Now come on, my room is this way!"
"Okay, But Wade..." Peter said
"Yes, baby boy?" Wade replied
"First of all, Dont call me that, Second... How are you okay with what I just did?" Peter asked with a concerned look on his face
"Its called not holding grudges" Wade replied with a slight smirk "Or I think". Peter chuckled, secretly embarrassed about the answer
"Weirdo" Peter whisperd under his breath
Wade grabs Peter's wrist and leads him into his room, A basic room, A bed, a desk, and some pictures of Spiderman on the ceiling? Peter decided to shrug it off. For now. Wade grinned, "Do you need any drinks?" Wade asks, as he is taking out a half drank beer bottle out of his mini fridge
"I'm okay" Peter replies
Peter plops himself on Wade's bed and looks at the ceiling. Wade notices Peter and plops down next to him
"Don't worry about those..." Wade said jokingly "Told you I was a fan" He said with a smirk
"I- Wha- Ho-" Peter stutterd
"Aww your so damn cute when you stutter" Wade said with a smirk, Staring at peter. Peter blushed and looked away "You know, If you have a problem with me, just say it Petey pie" Wade said jokingly. Peter didn't like that nickname
"I don't like that nickname" Petter mumbled
"Welp, sorry baby boy, not gonna stop, Its in my nature" Wade said staring at the posters of Spiderman. Petter rolled his eyes and sighed. "welp, this is awkward..." Wade mumbled
"Yeah, I think I should just go. I need to get home anyway, My aunt is probably worried. " Peter said, standing up.
Petey pie, Wait-"
"I don't like that nickname" Peter butted in clenching his fists, Peter was not happy nor was he amused.
Peter stood up, opened the bedroom door and walked out.
"Peter wai-"
"Goodbye Wade, maybe I will see you later"
A WEEK LATER
Peter checked his phone
11 November: hey petey I'm sry!-Wade
12 November: Peter. talk 2 me-Wade
13 November. Pls txt me bck-Wade
Peter felt tears in his eyes. "Peter?" Aunt May called out
"Here May" Peter replied.
"You alright?" she says opening Peters bedroom door "Whats wrong?!" She asked. Peter starts quietly sobbing telling her that he lost his very good friend and he needs him, not knowing why.
"Just text him back" May said rubbing Peter's back
"B-bu-"
"Text him back. Trust me" Aunt may said to Peter.
11 November: Hey petey I'm sry!-Wade
12 November: Peter. talk 2 me-Wade
13 November: Pls txt me bck-Wade
Hey, Wade, I'm here, I am so sorry about what I did to you I shouldn't have done any of that. Meet up at the Empire State Building-Peter. :14 November
Of course, Wade did not reply. So Peter decided to wait for him at the top of the Empire State Building. Peter waited patiently for a long time, Dangling his feet on the edge. After a while, Peter was starting to worry. But then...
"Hello? Peter?" a familiar voice called out
"Wade?" Peter called out
Wade ran towards him, Screaming "PETER RUN". Peter looked confused but he could not get up; its like he was paralyzed or something. Suddenly his arm started stinging and his vision was becoming very blurry.
"Wade, What is going on-" Suddenly, peters eyes started to close and a wave of hurt and stinging pain washes over his body as he blacks out.
Peter feels his eyes starting to open as a stinging light hits his eyes. He can't move but he trys looking around. He sees pictures of Aunt May and Uncle Ben on the wall with pink and white floral curtains.
"P-Peter?" Says a super familiar voice
"Aunt May?" Peter asks trying to look away from the ceiling light that is hurting his eyes
"The... Light..." Peter says slowly with a grunt of pain while he trys to move. Aunt May stands up and turns of the ceiling light, but turns on a lamp in the corner
"Peter, are you ok-"
"How am I here? What happend?!?!" Peter butted in. Aunt May went from looking shocked to looking concerned.
"Some guy in a red and black suit dropped you off and ran, I'm not sure who he-"
"Wade? How does he know where I live?" Peter mumbled, interrupting May for the second time. May stood up and stroked Peter's hair.
"Everything's going to be alright, just get some more rest, everything will be just fine" Aunt May said with a reassuring voice still stroking Peter's hair. "The tranquilizer with wear off in about an hour, so just get some rest, Okay?" Peter looked at May, Tears almost trying to stream out on his cheeks
"O-okay" Peter said getting softer and softer. May stood up and walked out. Peter could not believe that Wade would do this, after everything Peter has done to him. Small tears started streaming, Poor Peter could not sleep at all. The brunette laid in bed telling himself that he needs Wade. Doesn't know why though.
Peter could not sleep, He just layed there for a while, His eyes wanted to close but his body said no. Slowly Peter could start feeling his body again, Wiggling his fingers and toes.
It was to the point were Peter could sit up out of bed. Peter groaned as he lifted his chest up, and he let a put a big sigh.
As soon as Peter could fully move. he got out of bed and walked carefully out of his Aunts room. Peter felt like he was gonna fall over,
occasionally grabbing hold of the walls around him. Peter bit his bottom lip and let out a big sigh. He tried so hard to make it to the living room, And when he finally did he ploped himself on a big fluffy red couch right next to Aunt may, who had her computer and some notebooks.
"Hey, I have your phone, it looks like someone texted you, but I didn't check because you know" May said picking up the his phone and handing it to him.
"what day is it? Peter asked rubbing his eyes
"November 15, its a friday" Aunt may said rubbing Peter's back. Peter bit his lip again to keep the tears in. Peter got up and walked into his room, looking at the cute texts Wade sent him before their big fight. Peter held back, but he had to, He needed to make sure Wade was okay, No he can't. Wade hates him
'YOUR SO STUPID, JUST DILE THE PHONE!'
Peter dialed the phone, but he didn't pick up, There we go, Wade didn't want to talk. Wait, Wade always picked up though.
Peter was very skeptical, he kept calling. No answer, Until his phone ringed
A TEXT FROM WADE?!?...
Okay, yall that wraps up chapter two, I'm so sorry that took forever, should I give up? idk I'll keep going! love yall!!! 3